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by régresser

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Lachlunn
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Lachlunn This was a complete surprise. I was expecting more chaos but was actually hit with this beautifully textured and impeccably written piece of art. They remain one of the best bands in australia. Favorite track: Too Much, Too Little.
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Noé mignnnnn "Too much too litle" : Intensity grows until explode in a incredibly beautiful finish. So surpising after the first EP, still intelligent and moving. Can't wait for what's to come ! Favorite track: Too Much, Too Little.
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released January 1, 2015

All songs written and performed by régresser.
Recorded at Tommirock studios, Newcastle, AU.
Engineered and Mixed by Mitta Norath. Produced by régresser.
Mastered by Chris Bauer.

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Track Name: All Watched Over
WITHOUT FEATHERS FLAPPING PROUD TO PROTECT OUR PERFECT, POROUS TAILS. WITHOUT BLOOD-CUT, FASHIONED JEWELRY, BETWEEN OUR BROKEN CRIPPLED TOES. WITHOUT DISTRACTIONS TO HIDE US FROM THE WORLD WE’VE COME TO KNOW. WITHOUT STAINED GLASS WINDOWS, SILHOUETTES THAT DANCE THROUGH ALL OUR CLOTHES. WE DON’T FEEL COMFORTABLE FROM THE SAFEST DISTANCE KNOWN. I’VE BEEN WORRYING A LONG TIME. I’LL HANDLE THIS ONE LIKE I’M THE HOLY CHRIST. CALM YOUR ANXIETY WHEN NO ONE ELSE WILL. WHEN NO ONE ELSE WILL, I’LL WORRY FOR YOU. ANXIOUS AND CLUELESS AND WIDE-EYED. I’LL HANDLE THIS ONE LIKE I’M THE HOLY CHRIST. CALM YOUR ANXIETY WHEN NO ONE ELSE WILL. WHEN NO ONE ELSE WILL, I’LL WORRY FOR YOU. I’LL WORRY FOR YOU.
Track Name: Too Much, Too Little
WE’RE QUICK TO BEHEAD, WHEN WE SUSPECT AN EMPTY THREAT. ROW YOUR BOAT INTO YOUR OWN MOUTH. YOU’VE GOT THE WORDS, THEY JUST DON’T COME OUT. WHEN YOU CAN BE ALONE WITH YOUR OWN THOUGHTS YOU CAN BE A DANGER TO YOURSELF. WHEN YOU BORROW ALL YOUR THOUGHTS FOR TOO LONG YOU BECOME A DANGER TO US ALL. I THINK I BELIEVE IT. IT FEELS LIKE I’M DIGGING TRENCHES JUST TO GET LEG ROT, TO HAVE A LIMB TO CUT OFF. FEELS LIKE I THINK TOO MUCH AND DON’T SAY ENOUGH TO MY LOVED ONES. FEELS LIKE ‘HAPPY’ IS SOME FAR OFF, DISTANT PLANET, WHERE NO ONE LIVES. JUST CALM DOWN. YOU’VE GOT A LIMB OVER THE COMPETITION. YOU’VE GOT YOUR TUNNEL VISION. STOMACH SINKING UNDERNEATH ME. PERFECTING RUNS ON VIOLINS DRAPED OVER FOREST WOOD. YOU CAN LET GO OF ALL YOUR CIRCUMCISIONS. YOU’VE GOT BIG IDEAS BUT YOU’RE SCHIZOPHRENIC. CAN’T HEAR THE THOUGHTS YOU THINK YOU’RE THINKING. A PIECE IS MISSING. WITHOUT OUR FEATHERS WE JUST WALK IN CIRCLES. WITHOUT OUR SHOVELS WE’LL JUST BREAK MORE MIRRORS. WE WILL JUST BREAK MORE MIRRORS.